Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Why can't I update this regularly?

I'm not asking the right question.

It's not "Why can't", it's "Why don't I update this regularly?"

It's because somewhere along the way, I stopped caring. I forgot and kept forgetting. I've been mired in working on videos, one that will appear here regularly called Sorted, as well as new ones for Music Gives Me Superpowers and You Should Probably Read More. It's work, it doesn't pay but it's work, it keeps my mind active. I don't eat well when I'm working on these though. I don't get hungry. I eat maybe one meal a day, possibly 2. It's sedentary. It's not healthy.

Why don't I update this regularly?

Because I'm scared. Because I'm as afraid of failing as I am of succeeding. Because I'm unemployed, living EI check to EI check. Because, because, because, because, because.

Because I constantly need an excuse.

But I have no reason not to.

More later.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Monday, November 30, 2009

World AIDS Day

I know this isn't food related. I'm cross posting this with my other blogs. 

December 1st is also known as World AIDS Day. Whether it be through our behaviour, our friends, loved ones, heroes, even just images from half a world away, we are all affected by this.

I am HIV Negative and I understand that I am lucky.

I have entirely too many friends who are positive, I think of people I used to know in Ottawa and Peterborough and wonder if they're still alive. I hope so. I spent the first 25 years of my life scared shitless that this was going to kill me, especially when I came to the realization that I was gay. It's the second thing my parents thought of when I came out to them (the first thing was whether my brother is as well... he isn't).

I think of a friend down in DC who is bound and determined, despite living with full blown AIDS and KS that he is going to live every day he has to in order to see his grandson graduate from college. He told me that the grimmest jokes come from PWAs themselves. He then told me one:

What's the hardest part about having AIDS? Convincing your mother that you're Haitian.

I spent the afternoon folding papers for the local needle exchange run by the AIDS Committee Of London to do even a small part to help prevent the spread of HIV, Hepatitis and AIDS amongst intravenous drug users. I'll be getting more involved with them in the future and am helping with the sound setup for the vigil tomorrow, 138 Wellington, the Christ Anglican Church there if anyone local to London can make it. I believe it starts at 7PM and goes to 9PM. If there is a vigil close to you, I implore you to go there. If you're not comfortable going to one if it's in a church, well, do what you need to do but take some time and think about it.

And as I tell all of my friends who happen to tell me they're going on a date: Play safely. Please.

Thursday, November 19, 2009


nuggets, fries, orange juice, cheesecake, coffee, peanut butter sandwich

I am currently one of the people affected by the London Transit Commission strike. This means I'm walking everywhere. I walk downtown, I walk to Wortley Village (which is the area I'm now living in) and last night for a what-the-hell, I hiked my fat ass across the city of London and back, going 14km or 8.6mi, depending on your preferred unit of measurement. Today I walked what felt like a loop between downtown, Wortley and my apartment building. A few hours later, I walked to where my dad works to visit for 20 minutes and ask him something big.

I'm bringing the boyfriend home for Christmas. Apparently we have to sleep in separate rooms. I would complain about this however that stipulation was in place with my brother and his girlfriend so it's fair.

Also, I suppose I can use this format to announce something: I'm not going to finish my nanowrimo, however thanks to my wonderful boyfriend I have a new project, a series of stories called The Adventures Of Stephen T. Viking.

This is so going to rule.

Anyway, I wrote a song a couple of nights ago, I think I'm going to record it now.


Tuesday, November 17, 2009


oatmeal crisp
double decker pb sammich
garlic chicken breasts with baked potatoes
coke zero
V8 fusion
lots of water

Hi Def Star Trek + Low Def Rock Band = Definitely awesome night.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

bad bear

caramel caffe latte
chicken sandwich
ginger ale
italian chicken sandwich
root beer
chicken fries

Yes i was horrible today. On the plus side, I now have new "toys" to play with.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

indulge me

chocolate lucky charms
pb sandwich
1 piece of toast with olive oil margarine
more tea
chicken niggets with swiss chalet sauce
orange juice

I love it when my boyfriend indulges me by asking for odd and endearing things, all of which I am happy to indulge him. This will be my second time flunking NaNoWriMo, not that I mind actually. London is not in any prime rivalries and I have something better to write about. For starters, the village of Snjeezgaard, the coldest village in the coldest valley where the villagers tend to have colds.

Something silly is afoot, wonderfully, strangely, probably not suitable for children-esque silly. I am looking forward to its emergence and am slowly learning the ins and outs of inkscape, the gimp and cs4 to make the most of this.

Not promising a fifth blog or extra twitter account. Yet.